There's a Madman Sharpening His Knife at Night

"Kill! Kill him!"

"Beast, let me kill you!"

"Quick, seize this opportunity and break his neck!"

As the two deadly fighters on the stage fought each other back and forth, the surrounding audience quickly became immersed in it and kept shouting and cursing.

In Lu Hu's eyes, the fight between two mere warriors was like fighting each other between children. He was not interested in it, but he quickly found other fun.

When the two came on stage, Lu Hu judged their strength based on their walking posture and breathing length.

After the two of them had fired three moves, Lu Hu looked at the clumsy boxing and kicking techniques that were full of flaws, smiled and shook his head, already knowing which side the final victory would be.

"With three more moves, with Yang's level this week, he should be able to catch Zheng Shi's breath, and this death battle will be over!"

After three moves, it was just as Lu Hu expected.

When Zheng Shi continued to attack fiercely and took a breather, Zhou Yang forced himself forward and hit the opponent's heart with a kick. With one kick, he flew out and hit the iron cage heavily, causing him to fall down. By that time, the person had died.

In the subsequent games, except for some originally excellent opportunities that were missed due to their poor strength, resulting in a few more struggles, the final victory was also consistent with Lu Hu's prediction.

At this time, Lu Hu felt like he was standing on a high tower, looking down.

He has a thorough understanding of what is going on under the city!

Time gradually passes, and tonight’s finale finally begins!

After the previous bloody fight, the entire audience also entered a state of hysterical excitement.

And the so-called grand finale, Poison Dragon and Black Fist, are just two warriors at the peak of their strength training.

Of course, it was still not worth mentioning here to Lu Hu, but given the cruel environment of the Death Arena, it was not easy for these two people to survive and reach the peak of muscle training.

Although these two men were terrible at martial arts, the evil aura and ferocity on their bodies made Lu Hu see himself as he was before.

A smile finally appeared on his lips, his scarlet tongue licked his dry lips, his eyebrows gradually began to rise to the left and right, and his eyes gradually became bloodshot.

The two people on the stage were equally matched in strength, and their fight was full of flesh and blood. The thick blood gradually covered the stage.

But these two people showed no sign of pain. Both wanted to tear the other to pieces before their own blood dries out.

In Lu Hu's eyes, both of them had the opportunity to kill the enemy, but that opportunity was fleeting. For their level, they could not seize it even if they saw it.

"To survive after death, it has nothing to do with martial arts now. The battle is about who can put all his efforts and bet that he can seize the moment of victory!"

Finally, with a loud roar, Black Fist resisted Poison Dragon's whip kick, and kicked all of his left ribs into pieces with one kick, and some bone stubbles were directly pierced out from the skin.

It makes people take a breath just by looking at it.

But Black Fist was not kicked away by this leg. He turned his right arm and put Du Long's leg under his arm. Then a ferocious smile appeared on his face, and his left fist hit Du Long's knee directly.

"Crack!"

With one punch, his knees were directly smashed to pieces. As Poisonous Dragon screamed, Black Fist pulled him into his arms. Both of them fell into a pool of blood. Black Fist pushed his head upwards and knocked him down. Poisonous Dragon, who immediately nodded after hitting the ground, raised his chin, exposed his neck, and punched him hard.

"boom!"

The winner appears, life and death are decided!

"The bet was lost!"

The corners of Lu Hu's mouth were grinned, revealing his white teeth. His eyes were already red, and his heart was beating violently like a drum.

The people sitting around Lu Hu were suppressed by the thick evil spirit that Lu Hu inadvertently emanated from his body. Their whole bodies were trembling and unable to move, and their throats were unable to even make a sound.

In order not to affect the fight to the death on the stage, Lu Hu had been restraining himself desperately. In this way, the evil spirit was leaked out.

"well played!"

After the fight to the death, Lu Hu suddenly stood up and laughed. The evil energy in his body was no longer restrained, sweeping the entire place like a hurricane.

Most of the people present were ordinary people in the city who had some spare money, and a few martial arts practitioners.

How can one resist Lu Hu's tyrannical evil spirit?

The place that should have been erupting with cheers and yells was now shrouded in heavy dark clouds, and was filled with silence, except for the sound of rapid breathing due to fear.

The eyes of everyone in the city also focused on Lu Hu who stood up.

The body of this burly man, who looked like an iron tower, was as cold as if he had fallen into an ice cave. His heart seemed to be grasped by a big hand that had come in, causing him pain and making it difficult to breathe.

Lu Hu's sudden outburst also caused the people in the Death Arena to tremble with fear.

The host who was about to step onto the stage looked in horror at Lu Hu, the only one standing in the audience.

"Who are you and what do you want to do? This is a death battle arena, this is the forest."

"boom!"

Before the host finished speaking, he was interrupted by a loud noise, and a thick mist of blood instantly erupted in the venue.

Then he saw that the three rows of seats in front of Lu Hu had cracked into a huge deep channel, and the people on them had turned into corpses and flew out to both sides.

"I know, it's the Death Battle Arena of the Senluo Society!"

The host heard the voice move from far to near in an instant, and the last word landed in his ear.

Lu Hu, who was still in the stands, suddenly appeared in front of him. The light was blocked by Lu Hu's body, and his eyes were filled with darkness.

His body twitched violently, trying to move. His throat tightened instantly, his legs lifted off the ground, and his cervical vertebrae made an overwhelming sound, threatening to be cut off at any time.

The host's eyes were instantly bloodshot due to severe suffocation and severe pain, and his face was so red that it seemed as if he was going to explode.

He grabbed Lu Hu's wrist with both hands, but he couldn't shake Lu Hu's iron arm at all.

Lu Hu looked at the host in his hand with a grin, and suddenly pulled him in front of him.

He tilted his head to the left, stared into the host's eyes and said with a smile, "What, you don't know me now?"

As soon as Lu Hu's hand was released, the host collapsed from the air and knelt down. After a violent cough and gasp, he raised his head and looked at Lu Hu, who was looking down at him with a smile.

"You are a crazy tiger!"

The host finally overlapped the god-like figure in front of him with the stunning death fighter that flashed in his mind, and spoke in fear.

"Hahaha, you finally recognized me!"

"No way, you, you're not dead!"

Lu Hu did not respond, but smiled and raised his toes, sending him flying. At the same time, with a sway of his body, he came to the death fighting stage and caught the host.

At this time, many men in black in the Death Arena had drawn their swords and surrounded the Death Arena, but no one dared to step forward risklessly under the power of Lu Hu.

Some of the audience in the audience had already somewhat recovered from the initial shock and were about to run out immediately.

"How can a real drama have no audience? Anyone who dares to escape will die!"

After saying that, a few strong winds came out from the stage.

Puff, puff, puff~!

Three muffled sounds and blood sprays burst out at the same time. Bloody holes appeared on the backs of the three people who were about to run out the door, and they fell down at the door.

One of the martial arts practitioners was holding himself up until he fell. He looked down at his chest and saw an index finger sticking out from where his heart was.

A burst of screams erupted from behind. The host, whose head was being held by Lu Hu with one hand, had three fingers on his left hand missing, and blood was flowing from the three holes!